Chapter 482 It was unclear if Sophia had heard Jasonâs questions, she only kept murmuring. The child is dead. The child died at birth.â
Every word was soaked in blood and tears. This was the deepest sorrow and pain in Sophiaâs heart, something she could only express in her dreams. Jason, with red eyes, buried his face in her neck, trembling along with her.
After a moment, the quiet room was filled with the sound of Jasonâs suppressed sobs, accompanied by repeated confessions.
âIâm sorry, itâs my fault. I caused all of this. Iâm the executioner. I didnât know that the medication would cause fatal harm to the ferus. I didnât know you were pregnant. I didnât know anything. Sophia, when you wake up, kill me to avenge our child. I am deeply sinful and deserve to go to hell, never to be freed.â
Under Jasonâs pained murmurs, Sophia gradually escaped the grip of her nightmare and fell back into a deeper sleep. The flush on her cheeks had faded, but tears still clung to the corners of her eyes, and her delicate brows were knitted together, her face full of a sickly fragility, utterly broken.
Jason had seen this look once before, five years ago. Back then, Sophiaâs heart was completely broken, and she seemed like a person pieced together, utterly shattered. âWhat kind of hurt, pain, and despair have you gone through to show such an expression even in your dreams? Jason wondered, lowering his head, he kissed away all the tears on her face and then gently laid her flat on the bed. He pulled the fallen quilt over her bare body.
Clancing to the side, Jasonâs eyes fell on the scanner by the bed. After a moment of hesitation, he picked it up and grabbed Sophiaâs ring finger on her right hand, embedding the laser tracker into her skin while thinking, âIf you want to kill me when you wake up, Iâll willingly die. If you donât, then Iâll spend the rest of my life by your side, healing your wounds with my presence.
The process of embedding the tracker was painless, wouldnât leave any marks, and wouldnât harm the body in any way. Jason trusted the latest high- tech product developed by the Wilson Group.
A beep indicated the successful implantation. Jason lifted Sophiaâs finger to his lips, kissed it lightly twice, then released her and got out of bed. Handing the scanner to the R&D director waiting outside, he took his phone and went to the openâair balcony.
By now, it was getting dark. âWe spent the whole afternoon having in the room, no wonder she fell into such a deep sleep and even a nightmare, Jason thought. The colorful neon lights of the bustling city reflected in his dark eyes, adding a touch of mystery. From this angle, he could see the Wilson Group Tower, the landmark of Cester City. That was where he commanded his empire.
Over the past few years, Jason had expanded his business territory from that skyscraper, taking the Wilson Group to new heights. Many had asked him if he felt a great sense of accomplishment. Every time, he would laugh at himself, pondering. For a man, my wife and children are the most important treasures in life. But Iâve lost them. A sense of accomplishment? Iâve got none!â
When Jason stood on the top floor of the Wilson Group Tower overlooking the world, all he felt was bone deep loneliness and solitude. âIf I could, I would give up all my wealth just for a chance to start over. Having my beloved wife and children around would be such a happy life, but itâs something I can never attain he thought.
Standing on the balcony for a moment, letting the cold wind clear his muddled mind, Jason slowly took out his phone and dialed Derickâs number. The call connected quickly. âWhatâs up? Calling me at this hour!â
Jason closed his eyes, suppressing the pain in his chest, and hoarsely asked, âThe contraceptive you gave her back then, could it cause fetal development issues, leading to deformities?â